Something interesting occurred to me today as I reflected upon various people in the gospels. So many of them did exactly what I want to do throughout my day, week, and life. Their desire from 2,000 years ago is not really any different than my desires today. Their longing, not really different than my longing. Their hopes, not really any different than mine and their search to be near Jesus, is not really any different than my search. I have that in common with those who I see walking in the pages of Scripture. Luke tells the story of a woman who after years of seeking medical help and all to no avail, makes her way through the crowd just to touch the garment of Jesus. There she finds the healing she could not find. I find that I want to touch him today as I need his healing.
Later, Luke goes on to tell us that a tax man closed his business one afternoon and ran and climbed a tree so he could get a glimpse of Jesus as he passed by. I also don't want to miss those moments when Jesus is present. I would even climb a tree if I had to. One night during a fierce storm, Jesus' fisherman friends are in fear and have to wake him up for some help. Yeah, he was asleep and in no fear of the troubles of the world. I also, forget that Jesus is not fearful of the things I face, but he is calm, knowing all is going to be okay.There are days my life is like Mary of Bethany, who poured out expensive perfume, simply for the purpose of honoring, anointing, and bowing before King Jesus. Though people around me may think my life a waste, Jesus finds it beautiful and enjoys the gift as I lay me and my stuff before him.
So I am reminded, be it briefly today, that the desires of my heart are not really different that those before me. That is why, in an ever changing world, that I stay about seeing, savoring, treasuring, climbing, reaching out, and pouring my worship to him who died, rose, went, and is coming. To him alone be honor and glory.
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